“I forgot to tell you,” she said after taking another sip of her wine.

“Hmm?” Mason looked at her, his eyes dark and humorous.

“My publisher loves the early drafts of my novel and has offered me a five-book deal.”

His eyes lit with approval and he smiled proudly at her giving her a warm squishy feeling in her stomach. “That’s great,” he said. “When do I get to read it?”

“Oh.” She had never even thought about letting him read it. She’d never ...